Oh yeah, it feels good.
My DH called the landlord today and said they needed to come back out. We were NOT going to spend one more night here with the elusive mouse.
They did come out, still saying we don't smell anything!
Our landlord, on the verge of tears, said that the workers told her boss that we were just smelling things that were not there.
I can't tell you how good it felt when they cut a huge hole out of my hardwood kitchen floor, peeled back the insulation only to find...a 6 inch mouse. Dead. Smelly.
HA! I have never been happier to see a dead mouse in all of my life!